The Lord is my Saddle Partner

ok read this poem i just came across...


My forty years gathering
are a saddle and a horse,
spurs and a bedroll,
and catch rope of course.

I don't make much wages,
so the things that I own,
are sure enough mine,
'cuz I can't get a loan.

Now folks might believe
I'd be lonesome out there,
in those juniper breaks,
where there's no one to share.

The things that I hear
and the things that I see
but I've got more
than those folks would believe.

'Cuz the Lord is my saddle partner
and we're never apart.

Whenever I want,
we can talk heart to heart.

And the Lords also there
for each one of you.
If you've got a problem.
he nows what to do.

Just let him take charge
of all that we own.
With the Lord for our saddle partner,
We're never alone.



*well hope you liked it.*

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Fand
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Dear, if you didn't write it, it doesn't belong in this forum. Maybe in the Lounge, or the Christian usergroup, but not here. This is for writers to post their own work and receive critiques.

Can we lock this?

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Echolair
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Awwww.. The Lord as our saddle partner..I love it. :D

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Stori
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Nice one singer.

so the things that I own,
are sure enoug mine


should be "enough."



For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein